―Jessica Lange
The other day at a school Mass (yes, I seem to be at
quite a few of those), a mother walked in with a beautiful blonde-haired little
girl. The mother's fifth child, the
toddler wore a lovely dress and a bow in her hair; she looked like something
out of a magazine photo. The mother's
hair was still damp from a recent shower and her blouse was not zippered all
the way up in the back. She still looked
fine -- she was clearly clean, after all, and she looked happy, serene even. A woman sitting behind the mother gently
tapped her on the shoulder and with a kind smile, finished zipping up the
mother's blouse. The women, mothers
both, exchanged looks of understanding -- a small kindness, a shared moment of
connection between mothers.
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